Look! It's me in the Local Paper
Most local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
Most local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
( , Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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I am better than James Brown (well, at least in Gants Hill anyway)
I had a very brief career as a singer with a hilarious cabaret troupe called the Cameo Dancers. One year we performed at the Redbridge Carnival in Valentine's park, Gants Hill. The highlight of the day (and a pretty fucking amazing coup all things considered) was that they had got James Brown to do a gig in the park at the end of the festival. Yes, really. In Gants Hill. I know. It's not a place, it's a roundabout.
Anyway, Ilford Recorder next week had a pic of me and my fabulous dancing girls, all red sequins and American tan tights on the front cover with an article which went roughly as follows:
"The Redbridge carnival was given some American pizzazz on Saturday thanks to great acts like the Cameo Dancers..." blah blah blah... more details inside... the first line of the LAST paragraph of the article read:
"James Brown, soul legend, also appeared".
So therefore in my own twisted logic I am better than James Brown. But I don't have the evidence any more. Boo.
( , Wed 16 Feb 2005, 16:20, Reply)
I had a very brief career as a singer with a hilarious cabaret troupe called the Cameo Dancers. One year we performed at the Redbridge Carnival in Valentine's park, Gants Hill. The highlight of the day (and a pretty fucking amazing coup all things considered) was that they had got James Brown to do a gig in the park at the end of the festival. Yes, really. In Gants Hill. I know. It's not a place, it's a roundabout.
Anyway, Ilford Recorder next week had a pic of me and my fabulous dancing girls, all red sequins and American tan tights on the front cover with an article which went roughly as follows:
"The Redbridge carnival was given some American pizzazz on Saturday thanks to great acts like the Cameo Dancers..." blah blah blah... more details inside... the first line of the LAST paragraph of the article read:
"James Brown, soul legend, also appeared".
So therefore in my own twisted logic I am better than James Brown. But I don't have the evidence any more. Boo.
( , Wed 16 Feb 2005, 16:20, Reply)
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